As the strongest witch in history, I somehow ended up being feared so much that I’m all alone. So, I figured I’d buy a cute girl slave and ask her for all kinds of things
Sunlight barely filters through the closed curtains.
“Mmm…”
Bathed in that faint light, I slowly twist my body and sit up.
Rubbing my eyes, I lightly wash my face with magic to wake myself up, then try to crawl out of bed.
“…Don’t go.”
“Wah!?”
I was, if I do say so myself, the strongest in the world.
There wasn’t a single being who could defeat me, and because of that, everyone feared me.
That’s why I had no friends and was always alone—yes, that’s definitely the reason. It’s absolutely not because I’m socially awkward.
To fill the void of my loneliness, I decided to buy a cute girl slave as a friend… but—wait, isn’t she way too comfortable with me already!?
